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There are some tears in my cold smile,
I am a good actor but I´m sad,
my friends left for another town
and my little bird´s crying for my song.
If you want to dream
and if you want to fly,
make hay while the sun shines!
and you can wake the crowd,
you know you are the best
make hay while the sun shines!
and now hush your mouth,
and now hush your moan…
My love is far away in the sky
He´s a godess, the life there can be nice,
Meanwhile I am here, nothing is fun,
and my little bird´s crying for my song.
If you want to dream
and if you want to fly,
make hay while the sun shines!
and you can wake the crowd,
you know you are the best
make hay while the sun shines!
and now hush your mouth,
and now hush your moan…
The darkness is comming to my mind,
it´s a problem, I have falling in love.
The storm is in the middle of my show,
Yes, I need a little help, a little help!
If you want to dream
and if you want to fly,
make hay while the sun shines!
and you can wake the crowd,
you know you are the best
make hay while the sun shines!
You´ve got the opportunity, you can be anyone,
make hay while the sun shines.
If you want to dream,
make hay while the sun shines!
and if you want to fly,
make hay while the sun shines!
and if you want to LOVE!
make hay while the sun, sun shines.
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Johnny Newman
04:18
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Monday, the telephone is ringing,
Johnny's mother calls.
"Baby, don't forget your little pill",
says the mother with true love.
Johnny is too tired for his job,
nothing worse than mother´s song,
meanwhile, many people live and play so fine!
Wrong day, yes, it always is a wrong day,
" …put a good face on it."
It's cold, too cold for your clothes,
Johnny don´t want to go out.
My friend is crying in the corner,
he’s a lonely man in town,
meanwhile, many people live and play so fine!
Johnny Newman's waiting for his day,
he remembers nothing of yesterday,
he wants to live in a paradise,
it's a funny decision,
he wants to live in a garden, a wonderful garden,
his decision is fun.
Johnny don´t want to love, don´t want to cry,
he doesn´t want no dream.
Maybe, I said, Johnny forgot all his feelings, he's feeling down.
I can't believe, you know, but is the worst time for depression,
meanwhile, many people live and play so fine!
Johnny Newman's waiting for his day,
he remembers nothing of yesterday,
he wants to live in a paradise,
it's a funny decision,
he wants to live in a garden, a wonderful garden,
his decision is fun.
Johnny Newman's waiting for his day,
he remembers nothing of yesterday,
he wants to live in a paradise,
it's a funny decision,
he wants to live in a garden, a wonderful garden,
his decision is fun.
Johnny Newman's waiting for his day,
he remembers nothing of yesterday,
he wants to live in a paradise,
it's a funny decision,
he wants to live in a garden, a wonderful garden,
his decision is fun.
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Brian Wilson is a genius
03:35
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Brian Wilson,
Brian Wilson is a genius, a little genius.
I can see flowers in my window,
I can see birds singing to Wilson,
I can see smiles around my song,
You know,
I wanna fly with Brian Wilson.
Brian Wilson,
Brian Wilson is a genius, a little genius.
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